Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Yellow Swimsuit
This year's Spring Festival, at Song Youning's suggestion, we went on vacation to the beach.
As soon as she got off the plane, Song Youning felt the warm climate unique to the coastal areas. She walked quickly in front, while her mother and father followed her slowly, and at the end was Ji Siyun, who looked as gloomy as ever.
After Song's parents returned home, Song Youning deliberately kept his distance from him. Ji Siyun was already in a bad mood, and when he saw the hotel room Song Youning booked, his mood dropped to the lowest point.
The dark eyes stared at Song Youning as if a storm was brewing, and the storm brewing in them was terrifying.
Song Youning pretended not to feel his sinister gaze. After looking at the orange sunset outside the window, she turned around and came back to hold Song's mother's arm and act coquettishly.
"Mom, I booked the hotel too late, and this beachfront villa is the only one left. You and Dad won't blame me for living with you and disturbing your time together, right?"
Song's mother patted the back of her hand and said to her gently, "How could that be? Mom hasn't been with Ningning for a long time. I'm so happy."
She looked at Ji Siyun who was following behind them, carrying Song Youning's luggage.
"Why don't you let Xiaoji stay here too? The hotel room is too far from the beach."
Before Ji Siyun could say anything, Song Youning next to her immediately rejected it.
"No!" Song Youning pouted, resting her head on her mother's shoulder and shaking her arm. "We're having a family reunion, why is he joining in the fun?"
It had been a long time since her well-behaved daughter had acted like this to her. Mother Song's eyes were as gentle as water, and even the faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were curled with a smile. She stroked the fluffy hair resting on her shoulder and said softly, "Ningning, don't say that. Xiaoji is also our family."
She turned around and said to Ji Siyun with a hint of apology: "Ningning just hasn't seen us for a long time and is a little attached to her parents. Don't take it to heart."
Ji Siyun's dark eyes were like an unfathomable deep pool, revealing a sense of coldness. He looked quietly at Song Youning who was winking at him behind Song's mother.
Those dark eyes stared at her, and the corners of his taut lips pulled up into a cold smile. He slowly moved his gaze to Song's mother's face. His voice was steady, and he seemed to have no emotion.
"Auntie, I'll just stay in a hotel."
Mother Song hesitated a little: "There should be more rooms in the villa..."
"Mom, he said so himself, so just ignore him." Song Youning pulled her arm, "Let's go, I can't wait to go to the beach."
Song's mother was pulled forward by her, and she looked back hesitantly at Ji Siyun who was following them with lowered brows and a calm face, and sighed slightly.
"Ningning, Xiaoji has been in our family for so many years. He is like your brother. You should be nice to him."
Song Youning glanced back and met Ji Siyun's deep, suppressed gaze. She seemed not to notice the dangerous glint in his eyes. She turned her head and said to Song's mother in a coquettish tone, "How have I been bad to him? I booked him the most expensive room in the hotel."
It's just a little far from the villa where she lives.
Seeing her beloved daughter being so spoiled, Song's mother shook her head helplessly, but still couldn't bear to say a word to her.
The villa Song Youning booked was the best one in the entire resort. The room on the first floor had a terrace facing the sea. Song Youning chose this room to live in, while Song's father and mother lived on the second floor.
Standing on the terrace and feeling the sea breeze, the warm air flow carried a salty and humid smell. Song Youning squinted his eyes comfortably, and couldn't wait to go to the beach to play.
When she came in from the terrace, Ji Siyun was packing her luggage in the room. His bright almond eyes searched her empty suitcase and asked him, "Ji Siyun, where is my yellow swimsuit?"
The young man silently opened the wardrobe, found the clothes she wanted and handed them to her.
Song Youning took the clothes and turned to go to the bathroom. Ji Siyun looked at her back and did not leave. Instead, he sat at the end of the bed waiting for her to come out.
His slightly long black hair partially covered his eyebrows and eyes. The dark pupils on his pale face were like thick ink that could not be cut off, covering a layer of gloom and completely concealing his cold expression.
He raised his eyelids, and his eyes hidden by his hair stared at the closed bathroom door. His eyes were damp and twisted, as if he wanted to go through the door, tightly wrap around her who was changing clothes inside, and swallow her whole.
With a creak, the door was opened.
Song Youning grabbed the back of her neck with one hand and walked out with her head lowered. She was unaware of his terrifying gaze and complained to herself: "This belt is so troublesome, Ji Siyun, you tie it for me."
She was wearing a yellow two-piece swimsuit with a slit tulle tied around her waist. Her slender legs were faintly visible as she walked, and her snow-white skin was dazzlingly white. The thick and sticky malice slowly retreated from her eyes. Ji Siyun's Adam's apple moved, and his voice suddenly became a little hoarse: "Okay."
Song Youning had her back to him, with only a few crisscrossing thin straps on the back of her swimsuit. Her long black hair was casually draped behind her, revealing her beautiful back. She tied her long hair in front of her chest, her slender back extending downwards, and her waist was as thin as a willow, as if Ji Siyun could hold it in one hand.
Ji Siyun looked at her flawless white back, a dark color welling up in his eyes. He pinched the slender straps and helped her tie them up. His fingertips accidentally rubbed her smooth skin, and Ji Siyun's heart also felt itchy.
He patiently arranged the straps and tied them into knots, his gaze falling on the large area of exposed skin on her back, his eyes gradually dimming.
Song Youning was unaware of it. She lowered her head and played with her long hair while waiting for him to help her put on her clothes. When she felt the person behind her stop, she asked expectantly, "Are you dressed?"
A rough hand with thin calluses suddenly grabbed her waist. The skin on the palm was burning hot. Song Youning trembled without any defense. She frowned and was about to ask him what he wanted to do, but a kiss hotter than his palm fell on her back.
The hot and humid air sprayed on her back along with his heavy breathing, and the heavy and scorching kisses went down her spine to her waist. The young man was like an angry little beast, nibbling and biting her, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.
It was not until a slight pain came that Song Youning realized something was wrong. She struggled to break free from his grip and ran to the mirror to look at her back sideways - her snow-white skin was covered with large red marks from top to bottom, especially the fresh kiss mark on the waist, which was eye-catching.
"Jisiyun! What are you doing!?"
She was looking at the marks on her back and was getting angry, but the young man who had deliberately left the marks on her body came closer, put his big hands around her waist from behind, and whispered in her ear: "Sorry, your back is so beautiful, I can't help it."
He said sorry, but Song Youning clearly saw that the young man in the mirror had a smug smile on his dark eyes and red lips - he did it on purpose.
Knowing that she was going to wear this swimsuit to go out and play, he still insisted on leaving so many marks on her back, and even deliberately kissed her harder on the waist. The marks would not disappear in five or six days!
The box of little dresses she carefully selected can’t be worn these days!
Song Youning, who had figured it out, was furious. He turned around abruptly, raised his slender hand high, and hit Ji Siyun's handsome face, which was smiling with a look of success.
Bright red fingerprints quickly appeared on the young man's cold, pale cheeks, but he seemed not to feel the pain. His eyes fell on her red palms, and his pupils, which were dark black, were mixed with excitement.
"I've told Missy many times that you can use other tools when you hit me."
With the palm print on his face, he curled up his red lips and smiled at her dotingly, looking sick and crazy. He took her hand and blew gently into her hot palm.
"Look, your hands are all red."
The breath brushed across the palm of his hand, and a tingling feeling rushed to his heart. Song Youning's scalp tingled at his creepy gaze, and he glared at him unyieldingly.
"It's all your fault!"
He was definitely taking revenge on her by deliberately booking his room in a hotel ten kilometers away from here!
Song Youning was so angry that she pinched the soft flesh on his waist and twisted it hard, "How can I get out now!"
Ji Siyun didn't even blink at the pain she was twisting around his waist. Seeing her face flushed with anger, he felt that the depression he had suffered from her neglect for the past few days was better.
As if he didn't know why she was angry, Ji Siyun said sincerely: "Miss, just change your clothes and you can go out."
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"Ningning, are you ready?"
Song's father and mother changed their clothes and went downstairs, but they didn't see Song Youning come out yet, so they called her in the living room.
The tightly closed door opened, and Song Youning walked out with a sullen face, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts.
Song's mother had seen her box of little dresses and asked in surprise, "Ningning, why aren't you wearing the little dresses you bought? They're so pretty."
Song Youning turned around angrily and glared at the open door, with a hint of gritted teeth in his tone.
"It's too sunny outside. I'm afraid of getting sunburned."
Mother Song nodded, believing her words. After looking around, she asked, "Where's Si Yun? Isn't he cleaning your room? Why didn't I see him come out?"
"Oh." Song Youning said calmly, "He said he had some urgent work to do and went back to the hotel. He told us to go play first and come back when he's done."
"This child." Song's mother sighed, "He doesn't even know how to rest properly after coming out to play. Forget it, let's go first."
The footsteps gradually faded away, and the door of the room that Song Youning had opened was pushed open. Ji Siyun, who was hiding behind the door, walked out. There were clear palm prints on his face, a faint red at the corners of his eyes, and he was breathing slightly.
The young man's clothes were disheveled, and under his open collar, a delicate circle of teeth marks near his collarbone was very conspicuous against his cold white skin.
It was obvious that the person who bit him was very angry. The teeth marks were deep and heavy. Although the skin was not broken, the marks might not disappear within ten days or half a month.
Song Youning is such a vengeful person. When Ji Siyun left a kiss mark on her back so that she couldn't wear a swimsuit, she deliberately bit his neck so that he had to find a way to cover up the mark.
But she didn't know that he wanted the whole world to see all the traces she left on him, so that he could declare to the world that he was hers.
From inside to outside, from body to mind, without exception, he belongs to her.
Ji Siyun touched the bite mark on her neck left by Song Youning, breathing heavily, desire revealed in his eyes without any concealment. He walked to her bed, where Song Youning's changed yellow swimsuit was casually thrown on it.
His hands with thick knuckles picked up the thin piece of cloth and brought it to his nose. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath in ecstasy, as if he could still smell her scent.
The desire in his eyes deepened. He clenched the clothes in his hands and turned to go into the bathroom.
A man's low breathing could be heard from the door that was not closed tightly.
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